All the Honorable St. John Ashford ever wanted was his father’s love, but if he can’t have that, he’ll settle for being noticed. In an effort to do that, St. John sets his sights on Andrew Dorincourt, a man for whom the Viscount has nothing but disdain. Surely this will draw his father’s attention?  Unfortunately, while Andrew seems willing to date him, he appears entirely disinterested in anything else. St. John knows it’s just a matter of time before all his plans going up in smoke, especially when Andrew becomes attracted to an exotic young man he rescued from Malossini’s House of Oddities.<br><br>Robin Dorincourt is something of a playboy who enjoys nothing so much as flitting from one boyfriend to another. He doesn’t poach, though, and when he finds himself attracted to St. John Ashford, he does what he can to keep a healthy distance between them, using taunts and teasing. It’s difficult, until he realizes his brother is in love with someone else. Robin’s path toward St. John is clear, and he makes his move.<br><br>But is his path as clear as he imagines? St. John might be as attracted to Robin as Robin is to him, but he’ll be damned if he allows himself to be passed from one brother to the other as if he’s nothing more than a poor second choice. Now it remains is for Robin to persuade St. John he’s no one’s second choice.

More, by All Mores

“This is Jeremy Tanner, the associate of whom I spoke.”


Mr Tanner smiled warmly at me, but his gaze sharpened as it swept over Robert, who was hovering at my shoulder. For a moment I would have sworn the man recognized Robert. Then he shook his head as if to clear it, and his expression smoothed and became bland.


Uncle James concluded the introductions. “Remy, my nephew, St John Ashford, and Robert Dorincourt.”


“Robin,” I corrected with a frown. “You may call him Robin.” I alone called him Robert.


“Possessive little so-and-so, aren’t you?” Robert’s words were soft, his grin sultry, and he touched his throat, reminding me that beneath the collar of his shirt was the leather band I had placed on him. This time I was the one who blushed.


Mr Tanner raised an eyebrow at that blatant bit of teasing. He glanced toward my uncle. “I was just finishing breakfast.”


Chapter 44